Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Personal Aside: Fr. Ernie on Bernie Madoff and Blago.

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Yes, my venerated philosophy professor, Fr. Ernest Kilzer OSB…with whom I spent four long years in tutledge…died aeons before Bernie Madoff whose $50 billion Ponzi scheme conned affluent and sophisticated investors and Blago conned reformers—but the yellowing papers of my notes (1946-50) tell what Ernie would say today about the evil that lurked unseen in the heart of a supposedly philanthropic and gentle man.

“Gentlemen, take your seats,” Ernie said on April 26, 1947. “Consider the two-fold nature of man. If we can stop this gabbing about, Mr. Hesch, I ask you and your loquacious colleagues to consider the two-fold nature of man. For our natural life we are dependent by inheritance upon Adam—which means that in the two-fold circumstance, our souls are a direct creation of God. And yet—and yet—Mr. Roeser what is it you’re drawing on your notepad. Ah, I see: it is a man. You are obviously contemplating the fact that the nature of man is compacted with each soul united at the beginning of life with a carnal body which is quite sufficient to ensure for man a damaged nature. Thus we have the disorder in the elements of our nature as had Adam: a body rebellious against the soul with warfare of the soul’s power against our human nature—imagination, let me say, far too powerful with passions and emotions swinging us…swinging us veritably…to sin.

“Further, gentlemen, let me point out that we live in a world which has lost the necessity of its obeying us. From Adam onward, man has been fighting for his life and his rights in a universe that no longer acknowledges him as its lord. You see through history the greatest conqueror bought to his death by a snake—or now, even more humiliatingly, by a microbe. As you can see, the harmony is wrecked…wrecked. What once was perfect balance is upset. To Adam who disobeyed, God said “The earth is cursed in thy work.” At creation, God looked upon all He hade made and saw it was very good. Now there is a disorder in it—not part of God’s design but by Adam’s sin. And what happened as result—let’s see, Mr., Mr. Brusseau. You say—what? Speaker louder, sir. You say—good so far as you go but let me amplify.

“We are born without supernatural life…not because Adam, having lost it, could not transmit it to us…no-no…for as we have seen, Adam almost surely regained it for himself. No, the supernatural life is not transmitted by inheritance as our bodies are. We are born without it—not because Adam didn’t have it to give to us, but…and this is important, gentlemen…but because the condition on which God would have given it to us at the first moment of our existence was that Adam should not fail. But he failed.”

The next day: “There was to be Atonement. God knew what He would have to do that the race of man would return to His friendship—for which He gave sanctifying grace to individual men. There would be for men a second chance. But it comes with the condition that each man shall be tested individually. This, gentlemen, is known as the testing of the will. The will is free to choose God or to choose ourselves against God. Now this latter choice is seldom presented as a choice of self—but by means of seeking happiness according to one’s own desires…which may be directed to anything whatever that is—but against the will of God. But do not despair, gentlemen, buffeted as you are with improper desires. Remember—we know that God knew what He would do to un-do the catastrophe of man’s fall. It is not for nothing that the very first statement made by God of what He would do was not delivered to Adam or Eve but to Satan—and He made it in terms of absolute victory over the Devil. His head was to be crushed.”

And the next week, Monday: “Naturally a generation living a devitalized life—half-wasted in looking for happiness where it does not exist and avoiding suffering where it cannot be avoided—is not happy. Unhappiness is always unused or ill-used spiritual energy and man has within himself so many energies made for God that lacking God these energies cannot be satisfied—and can only turn in upon man and rend him.”

My Conclusion.

Therefore with Madoff as with Blagojevich, there is no need to cry out for more laws…more regulation. Madoff accomplished his scam not through hedge funds: hedge funds were victimized here. He accomplished it not through a weakness of regulation: The SEC investigated him in 2005 and 2007. The conclusion is that it is impossible for stricter finance regulation to block a Blagojevich or more complex securities supervision to prevent a Madoff. The ultimate lesson is about men not politics in the case of Blagojevich, about men not regulation of finance as with Madoff. It means in the case of Blagojevich that we must pay stricter diligence to those like him who importune us with the promise of perfect social justice on earth which is not in anyone’s province. It means in the case of Madoff the watchword must be diversification and diligence.

As Ernie concluded his last lecture before our graduation:

“It’s been a rewarding four years, gentlemen—for me…not for you. But there will come a time when you remember these years. You who have taken notes, keep them. Now I leave with you the injunction of Saint Paul from Romans 5. 18. It goes, ‘One man commits a fault and it brings condemnation on all [Adam]. One man makes amends [Christ] and it brings to all justification, that is life. A multitude will become acceptable to God through one man’s obedience, just as a multitude through one man’s disobedience became guilty.’

“Now go to your graduation but so long as you shall live, remember this. My concern over these years has been not with the Will but the Intellect. Not with sanctity but sanity. Some time, pray it comes soon, you will appreciate this.”

More excerpts from the four-year treasure trove from Ernie’s lectures--some other time.

Personal Asides: Baar Topinka Trying to Recycle Herself for `10…McCain Shouldn’t Be Viewed as GOP Spokesman.

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Judy-Judy-Judeeee!

Judy Baar Topinka, the prematurely orange-haired Tugboat Annie of the Republican party, the Catholic pro-abort and pro-gay rights successor to the Thompson-Edgar-Ryan-Hastert wing of the bipartisan Combine, is seeking to recycle herself as candidate for governor in 2010. In radio appearances she has hinted at a sequel to 2006—seeking to return to a career where she had...

…refused, as state Republican chairman, to endorse Republican Senator Peter Fitzgerald for reelection at a time when Fitzgerald was pondering his future…because Fitz was too adamant in refusing to knuckle under in obeying orders from Washington (and Denny Hastert) to name a tame pro-Combine puppy from Illinois as U.S. attorney…following which she…

…reiterated her non-support of Fitz when she appeared on my radio show…then when the heat came on, turned tail and contradicted what she had said to 100,000 plus listeners on the radio—proving that the truth isn’t in her…after which she later…

…notified the president of the United States as Republican gubernatorial nominee that he could come to Illinois to raise money for her only if he did it in a secure, undisclosed location…preliminary to her later tactic of…

…failing to come up with anything like a counter-budget although she was state treasurer—declaring only that Blago should not have had the state pay for inserting warming rods under the pavement leading to the Springfield mansion—all the while she…

…flirted with a tax-hike leading Ralph Martire who candidly supports a net tax hike to put a Topinka placard on his Riverside lawn…the same Topinka who glories in the descriptive “irrepressible,” leading her on a dull news day to…

…veer off state issues in a talk by blasting the Chicago Cubs as inveterate losers, thus alienating every Cub fan a few days before election.

Her latest hint-bid for governor followed a statement a week ago by Jim Edgar, who had sobbed before reporters when he decided not to run, saying he now regretted that decision but adding the voters of Illinois have themselves to blame by not voting for Topinka in `06.

Her likely entry into the race will see her allied once more surreptitiously with pseudo-conservative Bill Brady who aided her in 2006 by running interference for which he was rewarded with a kiss…aka the Judas Kiss…after she won the nomination. The two are expected to team up once more against any conservative. Well, the old strategy won’t work this time as it did two years ago. Bill is better known now—although not as well known as he ultimately will be…and Judy-Judy-Judeee is used merchandise.

McCain’s Spokesman Role is Over.

John McCain was the best candidate the GOP could have fielded last year and campaigned valiantly. The true Messiah of Nazareth Himself could not have won in the midst of an unpopular war and looming recession—so Republicans ought to quit rehearsing what McCain might have, should have, would have, done…i.e. not going to Ottumwa, Iowa but instead Cedar Rapids—all the foolish rationalizing. But at the same time…

…the party should recognize that never has a losing nominee continued beyond the date of his loss as purported top GOP spokesman. Not Herbert Hoover after 1933…nor Alf Landon after 1936, Wendell Willkie after 1940, not Tom Dewey after 1944-48, nor Barry Goldwater after 1964…not Richard Nixon after 1973…not Gerald Ford after 1977…only Ronald Reagan after his presidency (until his health failed) in tribute to his uniquely successful presidency. This means that McCain’s preemptory rebuke to the RNC not to go after Blagojevich should be disregarded—even rebuked…not as an insult but by the simple fact he now does not carry the same authority he did as nominee…but he is now just another Republican senator. McCain is not the titular leader of the party since he was not elected. If he wants to run errands for Barack, let him—but he can leave the toga of party leadership on the RNC doorstep, folded up neatly for someone else to try on.

The sooner he is told this by the party—not unkindly but nonetheless candidly…the better. Other Republicans who aspire to the nomination or even those who do not should now be listened to—Romney, Palin, Huckabee, Thompson, Jindal, Barbour et al.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Personal Aside: It’s Rahm’s Scatalogical Talking Style That’ll Do Him In…Now Quinn Wants to Appoint? A “Temporary Senator?” Huh?...Who Let “Honest Ab” In?...What’s This Nixon-Frost Stuff?...Obama Moving into Blair Smells Like Emanuel…What’s This....

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Personal Aside: It’s Rahm’s Scatalogical Talking Style That’ll Do Him In…Now Quinn Wants to Appoint? A “Temporary Senator?” Huh?...Who Let “Honest Ab” In?...What’s This Nixon-Frost Stuff?...Obama Moving into Blair Smells Like Emanuel…What’s This About Simon-Douglas? Who’s Obama Forgetting?...All These and Thoughts While Shaving.

The “F” Word Multiplied.

There’s nothing wrong with Rahm Emanuel having talked multiple times with Gov. Blagojevich concerning the Senate vacancy…but what will do him in will be the ugly, officious and scatalogical tone of the conversation. Typical Rahm, when I knew him, he was staccato-ing the “f” word. Didn’t turn me off but a book written about him by a sycophant in the Washington bureau of the “Tribune” last year made a point of saying that this word is still being peppered throughout his conversation—and that he explained it by saying that at home with his family everybody talks like that (sic). That’s the same Rahm whom I knew well 20 years ago when he wanted to get on the radio and kept calling me, “Tommmmeeee! How do I get on?”

What is likely to kill him as Obama’s chief of staff is exactly what I telegraphed as soon as he was appointed. I wrote that his style…belligerent, arrogant in the extreme, short-tempered, explosive, profane, obscene…is likely to do him in, in a job that often requires the utmost of tact. Hence I think that you’ll find when the tape transcripts come out that Obama will decide that Emanuel keep his congressional seat and scrub Rahm’s being chief of staff. Throwing anybody under the bus who becomes an embarrassment is easy for the Messiah. In this case, he’d be right. One of the things that severed Richard Nixon from much of his following were the tapes that showed the low-level of his language which conveyed a subliminal disappointment to his allies. They had had a higher level of appreciation for Nixon than that whose private conversations were unknown up to that point.

While no one who ever met Emanuel has a high level of appreciation for his language skills, disclosure of that kind of talk to the nation is going to cause Barack Obama…who is noteworthy for throwing anyone under the bus who direly affects himself…to decide that Emanuel would be far more valuable in the House and as a private, backstairs confidant rather than the top staffer. And Obama will be right.

NOW He Wants to Appoint?

In the beginning, Pat Quinn who has the most sanctimonious eyeballs in the state…rolling up to heaven for sustenance and back to earth to demonstrate his purity…wanted to have a general election for the U. S. Senate. Now, when he assured of becoming governor, he wants to appoint a Senator. That figures. Probably wants to appoint himself? Nope—he ‘s heard from the Daley machine that there’s a real danger…if they have an election…that a Republican will win: NAMELY REP. MARK KIRK. He’s not my favorite but it’s interesting about Quinn who’s been on my show countless times.

Yesterday he was on “Meet the Press” trying to weasel his way through …saying maybe the state should have a “temporary senator” to vote on key stuff before an election is held. Wants it both ways. A temporary senator is unconstitutional, Pat. Hope he doesn’t plan to govern this way. I tell you: Put your hand on your wallet when this pre--canonized saint appears…another friend of Axelrod. He’s as bad as the others but has one great virtue: he has figured out how to get the most out of a campaign with the fewest dollars expended…including the smartest-very smartest-utilization of free media I have ever seen, having been rivaled only by the late Roman Pucinski.

Honest Ab.

An earlier version of Pat Quinn is now appearing regularly in news conferences calling for (a) the impeachment of, or (b) the resignation of, or (c) both. That would be Abner Mika aka Honest Ab. On Fox News yesterday he was billed as Obama’s personal ethics chief. Obama better watch Honest Ab. He’s originally from Hyde Park and touted himself as a great foe of the machine but played ball with them later-on—this, after he was defeated, fittingly, by the tottering, near senile last surviving Spanish American war veteran in the Congress, Barrett O’Hara…so old that he headed an investigatory committee as lieutenant governor following the Eastland disaster in the Chicago river.

Ab moved to Hyde Park North…Evanston…and got himself acquainted. He waited until thousands of the denizens from Hyde Park trailed in his wake to populate his district. Ab got elected to the House, served a few terms but was defeated. Then he wanted to go to the Supreme Court and almost made it, being named district judge and then appellate judge by Jimmy Carter. Then after Reagan, he quit and came home as a certifiable whitened sepulcher…returning to Washington to serve as Bill Clinton’s ethics czar. Yes, that’s right: Bill Clinton’s ethics czar in the era of Whitewater probes et al. I can understand Ab doing nothing about the fellatio going on upstairs in the little adjunct to the Oval Office because Ab is not crazy. He just knows when to spot unethical events and when not to. It was a common knowledge ala Betty Curry (Clinton’s secretary with whom worked years earlier in the White House). Ab would have to have been blind and deaf not to know what was going on. He was the ideal watchdog who, tossed a bone, didn’t bark.

Fair enough but who thought of him as the pillar of rectitude at Lisa’s press conference? Probably Ab himself who muscled his way in. That way he landed a juicy feature story in the “Trib” about himself as the wise old Jewish patriarch. The writer who was probably about 22 years old didn’t understand that truly Ab was the piano player on the bordello’s first floor trying to distract those from finding out what was going on on the second.

Nixon-Frost?

What’s this “Nixon-Frost” film that lefty critics are so ga-ga about? Are we that short of scandals…Blago…the Wall Street meltdown…last week’s Bernie Madoff hedge fund Ponzi scheme…that we have to dig up a 1972 break-in at the Watergate? Not only that—re-do a TV interview (which I watched originally) with actors simulating the q and a? The reason is, of course, that Hollywood liberals love wallowing in Watergate. The Clinton Whitewater thing is distasteful because the protagonist is a sullied liberal hero…the Kennedy years besotted with indecision ala Bay of Pigs and horrifying sexual excess is disturbing to their lefty psyches. So we have to go to old Nixon again—for a reenactment. Everything else has failed the lefty tastes: the “W” movie bombed. When you can’t make a buck with another Michael Moore extravaganza or a make-believe “documentary” on the president, you have to dig up Watergate—even if you have to re-shoot the old David Frost interview.

Obama into Blair?

There are some political moves that just smells of hyper-expedient pushy-ness. One is the sudden idea from the Obama forces that their Messiah should move into Blair House so as to be just around the corner from the White House when January 20 comes. In that way, the media would have two virtual presidents at one time…one on the way out, the other on the way in. You know where that idea came from? Guess. He’s mum now: pursuing the Silence of the Rahm as the feds study 300 hours of audio tape with Blago.

Douglas/Simon.

It would behoove our incoming Messiah to be more bipartisan, now especially since he must court Republicans in House and Senate to get anything done. When he held a recent news conference on Blago, he pointed out that Illinois has had a number of honest politicians…but he could only think of two semi-contemporaries (besides the inevitable Abraham Lincoln to whom he wants to be compared). They were former senators Paul Douglas and Paul Simon. Douglas was indeed a good man who showed great political independence throughout his life…particularly with his insistence that we could—if we strove hard enough—win the Vietnam War.

He was also the coiner of the immortal phrase “to be a liberal one need not be a wastrel.” The second, sanctimonious Paul Simon, was a showboat who never really accomplished anything in the Senate save getting his name in the papers…who criticized Chuck Percy for running for the presidency in his first term but then who himself ran for the presidency in his first term…and occupied the far-left wing of the Democratic party. A 24 carat phony and progenitor of Dickie Durbin. But neither Douglas nor Simon ever fought with Daley or interfered with the early Combine. Douglas made peace with them and Simon negotiated successfully with them.

Strange that the Messiah couldn’t remember the name Fitzgerald—as in Peter…who refused to follow the dictates of the Combine (ala Daley- Thompson-Ryan-Edgar-Hastert-Topinka)…who was penalized for it by being denied support by his own party’s chairman, Tugboat Annie Topinka…and who best of all named and fought for the appointment of Patrick Fitzgerald (no relation) as U.S. Attorney when it was against the dicta of the Bush administration’s Karl Rove who warned him that he could only name an Illinoisan. Fitzgerald, Mr. Obama, isn’t a too tough name to remember—is it? Guess it just got stuck in your throat. Of course it wouldn’t occur to the supine local media to prompt him on it, would it? Not when people like Mike Flannery are so-so in love with 44.

Maybe it does because somebody named Fitzgerald might just bring down a portion of the Obama house of cards starting with Rahm.

Thoughts While Shaving.

When…oh when…is that awful graffiti that passes for cartooning on the building standing on the corner of the Kennedy expressway near Ashland—sponsored by Bank of America…going to be removed? It was put up for the Chicago marathon: bad art then, worse now. A gross decline from the days when LaSalle Bank used to put up great highway art on the same spot…

These days I wear on my lapel a small pin with a Latin inscription from Psalms 146:13 reading NOLITE CONFIDERE IN PRINCIPIBUS. Translated: “Place not your trust in Princes.” Social conservatives err when they stake too much on the political process to change the culture. Politicians…all of them…are bottom-feeders, really: they react to the pressures that come from above to them. The culture will only be changed from the media which must be reformed. Change the media and pressure will be exerted on the bottom-feeders who will change society’s morals…

If I were to start my family-building again, I’d stress to my kids: get involved in the media. I tell every young person I see: get involved in public policy formation but DON’T run for office. It’s corruptive. The only way to run for office is to do what a Minnesota governor told me when I worked for him as a young man—and when I was thinking of running for Congress in Minnesota. “Don’t run until and unless you have made at least $20 million in the private sector”—as he had. Financial independence, he said, means all the difference in candidacies…

Money-raising in politics for a poor man is corruptive and the only way to keep one’s soul intact as a candidate is to make a pile before you run. Take a look at the people going to jail: unethical money-raising caused it. And NO, Cindi Canary’s goofy reforms won’t do it. The temptation will still be there for people of modest means to cheat and strike evil bargains to get financed. Laws won’t work and have not worked (witness McCain-

Feingold). Being financially independent—meaning wealthy in the extreme—before you run is all-important. Sorry but that’s the way it is. Politics is no game for a poor man or one of modest means.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Personal Aside: Father Ernie, Ambition, the Nature of Graft and the Virtue of Prudence.

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Ambition.

“Gentlemen,” said Fr. Ernest Kilzer OSB to us sentenced to take four straight years (1946-50) of theology and philosophy of terminal boredom under his tutorledge, in response to the aged Abbot of Saint John’s dictum that such a monastic prison term meted out to indentured lay students would produce manifold Benedictine vocations: a bet that fell far short with me, “…gentlemen, I commend to you the words of Francis Bacon in `Novum Organum’…and my scribbling notes from Phil 201 continue…notes that exist 47 years after he was laid to rest in the Abbey churchyard. “It was Bacon, gentlemen…”

“…who said and I quote from memory `It is well to distinguish three species of ambition. First, that of men who are anxious to enlarge their own power in their country which is a vulgar and degenerate kind. Next, that of men who strive to enlarge the power and empire of their country over mankind, which is more dignified but not less covetous. And third, to endeavor to renew and enlarge the power and empire of mankind in general over the universe, such ambition is both more sound and more noble than the other two.’ You may trust that this will be contained in my semester’s examination.” Four straight years of conservative pre-Vatican II theology and Augustine-Aquinas philosophy have stayed with me yet—enabling me to earn not a farthing from it…but which serves as solace in old age.

…as when I reflect on the ambition generated by Rep. Jesse L. Jackson, Jr., a bright young man know rather well—an ambition for the U. S. senate for which he should never have yielded given the known venal characteristic of the potential confererer of such honor, Blagojevich. It appears it may be the case that young Jesse coveted the honor far too much and that he is now caught in a web with his father and brother Yusef as conceivably having brought to Blago’s attention that funds could be raised—ostensibly for noble purpose—to satisfy Blago’s requisite. Young Jesse should have known better because the entire political world was aware that Blago was on a glass side under a microscope perused closely by the feds; he should have imagined that Blago would be taped and that others acting in his behalf would be taped. His old man who has never been particularly sensitive to ethics could be forgiven…Yusef could be forgiven, his single brush with impropriety being the Budweiser distributorship, delivered by his father, with which he seemed to have escaped scot-free…but Jesse, Jr.

“Ambition, gentlemen,” droned the old priest, “comes from the despicable vice of pride. You will remember that the devil’s purpose is to seduce. His purpose is eminently logical. He approaches us with a suggestion in the imagination that grows into a specious reason in the mind—which (Mr. Roeser, as you chewing gum? Take that pacifier out of your mouth, sir!)…which, if dwelled on, influences the will by motivating us to do something that is actually bad but apparently good. Ambition can be an enchainment, a form of slavery, manipulated by the Evil One to whom one becomes the unwitting tool.”

Politicians do this all the time. They send emissaries which I presume young Jesse did. Jesse, Jr. cannot be held responsible for their words—or, I presume his father’s words (although the old man, if he really got on tape promising to deliver the dough, can spend the remainder of his golden years—well…enough of that). There is no doubt Barack Obama has been very close to young Jesse, having named him national campaign co-chairman. Young Jesse wouldn’t do it but the old man…so heedless of subtlety (as when he threatened before a live mic to un-man Obama) could.

Then, the federal government talks about the two hour long telephonic conference call where some joined, some left, others joined. Who would they be? Well, they would be Illinoisans, obviously.

In our fourth year of Thomistic Ethics, when he turned to the subject of graft in politics, aged Fr. Ernie (who had been domiciled in the monastery since he was 14) said, “gentlemen, graft in political behavior may be described as the acquisition of money, position or property by dishonest or questionable means, as for example the taking of one’s official status in the administration of government. First we must distinguish a sincere gift from graft proper. The more I think of this gentlemen the more I think this will be in the finals. How do we distinguish a sincere gift from graft proper? In practice the difference between gift and graft is not difficult to distinguish. How would you distinguish it…Mr. Roeser? You say—what?

“You say…WHAT? Repeat. Well, not exactly sir. You may sit down. The answer is equity. EQUITY. Equity requires the best person be chosen for a given post without denying the right of preference for those with whom the man in public office is more familiar and friendly. But if an appointment were to be made in consideration for a sum of money or other benefit donated by the appointee…why, then, this is stealing in disguise. Gentlemen the bell that rings ends our discussion—but remember: it is not enough to abstain from graft or from dishonest practices when the persons in question have been duly elected or appointed to positions of public trust. They are to behave in such a way that the people’s trust in their integrity not be jeopardized.”

Who would those Illinoisans on the phone be? They probably would be Emanuel and Axelrod for two. Are their participation evidence of culpability? No. Representing Obama, they have the perfect right to talk with Blagojevich. But by talking to this checkered man were they prudent? Ah, the matter of prudence again. In the fourth year discussing Aquinas’ view of ethics, old Ernie…laboring with a bad chest cold:

“Is prudence a virtue necessary to man? What does Aquinas say about it. Before we get to that—WHERE does Aquinas say it? Mr. Roeser. You say what? WHAT? I CAN’T HEAR YOU. Ah, now I can. Yes, you are correct, sir, in the 4th article on the intellectual virtues. Now what does he say about prudence, Mr. Arth? Mr. Arth? Did you hear me? I asked, what does he say about prudence. All right, I’ll help you. Is prudence a virtue necessary to man? Yes, sir you are correct. This class is alert today! Prudence is necessary for human life because the good life consists of good deeds. Now, in order to do good deeds, it matters not only what a man DOES but HOW HE DOES IT. Consequently an intellectual virtue—which is what prudence is—is needed in the reason to PERFECT the reason…to make it suitably affected towards things ordained in the end—and this virtue is PRUDENCE! Consequently prudence is a virtue necessary to lead a good life.”

Some say Obama has not been drawn in to this matter. To that conjecture I agree. But it seems evident that his staff has…Emanuel and Axelrod—others as well. If so, by even talking to Blago given his reputation and the likeliness of the federal probe, they have sorely failed the test of prudence more than a month before they are to take office to help their president. And Rahm Emanuel most of all. As incoming chief of staff, as shrewd as they come, he should have avoided talking with the leprous Blago.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Personal Asides: How Awful About Patti!....Former Railroad Lobbyist Lincoln Might Twitch in His Grave but Not Turn Over—Completely.

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How Awful About Patti.

Well, com’on, guys. Everybody, including a little lady whose husband is running into trouble and who herself might do a little time, is entitled to express a few vulgarisms…even obscenities…without the august, sanctimonious mainstream media raising their eyes to heaven. After all, we know that journalists don’t swear, don’t take the name of the Lord in vain and never-ever make un-fastidious allusions to the male-female reproductive process. I think the “Sun-Times” headline yesterday that gasps at the surreptitiously tape-recorded exclamations of Patti Blagojevich…gasps!...presses its fingers to its eyes so as to ward off a cerebral hemorrhage in astonishment…is really overdone.

And what is this stuff about the quick canonization of Dick Mell? Huh? Is that the same Dick Mell who was on public radio so often with me on the Bruce DuMont show where we’d have to clamp our hands over his mouth before we went on as he was in the midst of god-damning his political enemies? Now all he’s worrying about are his daughter and grandchildren. Why, goodness sake, I remember Dick Mell before he became a virgin. The guy whom Hispanics in his area call “the Old Gringo” because of his dirty tricks against them.

The guy who had a garage-full of Bernie Epton signs. The guy who plotted to get his son-in-law’s career jump-started. I remember being in his office when he was taking calls…my-my…what he was going to do to Rostenkowski before they agreed that they would lie down and not oppose Rosty…and then what he would do to Michael Flanagan…and what he SAID about Michael Flannagan being unmarried, And how he passed the word when Rod ran for governor as how he…Mell…would reward everybody who played ball in that election. Yes-yes-yes, he’s a saint all right.

We’re worried about Patti’s dirty mouth, are we? And there we have the sainted, white-haired old multi-millionaire saddened. Makes you tear up.

Hasn’t Stirred in Oak Ridge Yet.

The indictment of Rod Blagojegvich is truly the nadir of all Illinois…maybe national… politics…probably topping but not by much the record of Republican Gov. Len Small [1921-29] who cut fund-raising deals by letting murderers out of jail with pardons if their supporters would come up with some cash…that coming after his indictment as state treasurer for money laundering for which he was acquitted but not before he tampered with the jury that freed him. Blago is definitely the worst, having attempted to shop a U. S. Senate appointment for dough on the barrel-head. That never happened before here—but, then, who can be sure.

I take second to no one in condemning Blago but I must say I was rather troubled when Patrick Fitzgerald said that Lincoln must be turning over in his grave. Undeniably, Lincoln was the second greatest president…and more than that—a genius—which the first greatest, Washington surely wasn’t, But turning over in his grave?

Are we talking about the same Lincoln, the railroad lobbyist, who as state rep led his Whig party to appropriate $12 million…then a huge sum…for subsidies for railroad building and where, in the old capitol, he drew a map for a railroad from Galena in the extreme northwestern part of the state and a road to run north of St. Louis, three roads to radiate and then a road to run from Quincy through Springfield and another from Warsaw to Peoria…another from Pekin to Bloomington? I think we are. It led to a huge financial debacle with no projects being completed and all of the money either wasted or stolen…or paid to railroad lawyers of which Lincoln was the prime example.

Yes we are, that same Lincoln who became the nation’s premier railroad lawyer (read: “Lincoln and the Railroads” by John W. Starr)…the same Lincoln who was continuously one of the crack attorneys for the Illinois Central from its organization in 1849 until he became president…who was such a corporate insider that he traveled the Midwest in a private rail car with a free pass…who successfully defended the road against McLean county which wanted to tax the road’s property. He won and sent the railroad a bill for $5,000. That sum is roughly equal to more than $200,000 today, the largest sum ever paid at that time to any Midwest lawyer for a single case in the 1850s. Lincoln presented his staggering bill to the president of the road, George B. McClellan by name, the vice president of Illinois Central—yes the same McClellan who would work for Lincoln as the Union’s top general of the Grand Army of the Potomac, whom Lincoln replaced twice and who ran against Lincoln as a Democrat in 1864.

The IC board didn’t want to pay it so Lincoln and McClellan hatched a plan to get him the fee. Lincoln then sued IC for the money but meanwhile McClellan worked inside the company to get them to lay down for it so when Lincoln showed up in court, no lawyers from IC were there, so he got paid by default. Lincoln became the most successful railroad lawyer of his time…representing not just the IC but the Chicago & Alton, the Ohio & Mississippi and the Chicago & Rock Island. Nothing wrong with that nor with the fact that the New York Central offered him its general counsel’s job at a stratospheric salary…$10,000 per annum…then approaching a million a year—which he turned down because he would have to move to New York and he had political plans here.

Nothing wrong with that either. Nor by the standards of the time with the trip he took free on the railroad to Council Bluffs, Iowa where he purchased some property from his fellow railroad attorney Norm Judd who had acquired the tracts from the Chicago & Rock Island. Why did he do so when Council Bluffs was a town of 1,500 with little future? Because Lincoln knew there would be a transcontinental railroad sometime and that Council Bluffs would figure in the future as being a good starting point for the railroad. How did he know that coming from Springfield? Because the renowned railroad engineer (one who designed routes), Grenville Dodge, told him so.

And thus it came to pass that when he became president he proposed emergency legislation to create just that self-same transcontinental railroad and that he personally picked Council Bluffs, Iowa as the eastern terminus. And he named Dodge as chief engineer for the UP.

Nothing wrong with this stuff by the rubric of the mid-19th century. But he was not just a genius and humanitarian. He was more than that. He was one hell of a lobbyist, lawyer and manipulator. Of course he never sold a senate seat but he damn sure took care of his friends who took care of him.

He’s probably disturbed a lot about Rod but not enough to turn over in his grave. At least not yet. Of course there’s more to come out about Rod and so maybe the Great Emancipator is getting ready to make his move.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Personal Asides: Straight from “The Untouchables”…Good News on Obama Spending.

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“The Untouchables.”

It’s like a rerun of “The Untouchables,” the 1959-63 TV series based on the 1930s Chicago crooks and for-rent pols with Robert Stack playing the incorruptible Elliot Ness. The sequel last week featured Gov. Rod Blagojevich in the role of the for-rent pol and U.S. Attorney Patrick Fitzgerald starring as the super-straight, un-bought and un-bossed prosecuting attorney. Unfortunately the old series’ narrator, Walter Winchell, has been dead since 1972 but his staccato voice rings subliminally in my ears.

Even screen-writers David Mamet and Brian DePalma, who wrote two earlier “Untouchable” film versions, couldn’t conjure up a plot this grotesque. It is staged in this storied city of cesspool corruption…the hometown of a Sidney Poitier-figure, a rangy charismatic figure (played by Barack Obama) who has just been elected president midway in his first Senate term to bring decency, cleanliness, candor and transparency to the country’s 219-year-old opaque national political system. And the script goes like this:

Milorad (Rod) R. Blagojevich—known to all as Rod, to many as “Blago” and to a few as “Hot Rod”…but now whom everybody calls “Lightning Rod”-- is a tall, Ken Doll-like Democratic ex-prosecutor (Serbian-Orthodox) who has been elected governor twice as successor to George Ryan, a fat, bulbous-nosed old Republican crook who is doing time in prison. But Blago is a smoother variant of liberal, telegenic crook. He decides that while he will appear to be a matinee idol curly black-haired young man on the rise, behind the scenes he will become a hideously venal government official on the make. He demands campaign donations in huge amounts for those who apply for highway contracts and the like. He sends his beauteous wife, Patti (daughter of an old-time ward boss with whom Blago has broken) out to work in real estate and with many a wink and nod indicates she should receive favored treatment so she can rake in big commissions for which the benefactors will be compensated handsomely at the public till. His campaign fund is overflowing with dough resulting from the benefactions of hopeful contractees who want to do business with the state. Result: He has won two terms. And his hunt for ever-more money goes on.

Now enters lean, Kennedyesque young federal prosecutor (an Irish Catholic), humble-appearing like Jimmy Stewart (played flawlessly by Patrick Fitzgerald). He has been suspicious of Blago for a long time and plants bugs in Blago’s home and office. Rather than tone down his crime spree, Blago—believing himself beyond the law—intensifies his bad ways. He does unthinkably craven things---delaying a sorely needed $8 million in state money the legislature gave to expand a sick kids’ hospital in order to get its advocates to pony up to his campaign fund.



Now get this: The Sidney Poitier-like president-elect Obama has also emerged from the Chicago cesspool but thus far, with one largely unstressed stain by the adulatory media (his man-boy relationship with now convicted felon Tony Rezko), managed to keep his skirts relatively clean. Poitier-Obama had to vacate his U. S. Senate seat to become president and state law requires that the evil young Blago appoint a successor to serve until the next general election. Blago sees this as a great opportunity to enrich himself politically or flood his campaign coffers with cash.



So, like a poker shark, he flourishes a mitt-full of cards showing faces of possible replacements, shopping around for sponsors to either pump cash into his swag, get him a cabinet post or high paying job in private life with a foundation or labor union. Poitier-Obama favors the appointment of Valerie Jarrett, black, his wife’s mentor who got the soon-to-become First Lady a $300,000 job at University of Chicago hospital (in return for which Poitier-Obama in the legislature rewarded the U of C with a hefty state grant). Is a deal possibly in the works?

Blago is on the feds’ tape saying that maybe he could get the Health and Human Services cabinet post from Poitier-Obama if Blago named Jarrett to the Senate…but evidently no deal--after which Blago curses and uses the “f” word. It is publicly denied that Blago ever talked to Poitier-Obama about Jarrett but earlier, before the storm broke, David Axelrod, Poitier-Obama’s media guru, said they did: . “I know he’s talked to the governor amd there are a whole range of names many of which [sic] have surfaced and I think he has a fondness for a lot of them.” Now a spokesman for the president-elect says Axelrod “misspoke.”

Weeks go on and no senatorial appointment as Blago is still shopping around. Disappointed, Blago hints broadly that he personally favors his old mentor, a gravel-voiced black lawmaker (played unsubtly by Emil Jones) who came up from the sewer…literally a sewer inspector in the city patronage system…to get elected by the machine to the state legislature. From sewer to legislature is this state is a lateral move, not a promotion. Emil Jones used his Daley machine connections to get elected state senate president. There he befriended the young Poitier-like Obama.



Assuredly, Poitier-Obama owes his rise to Jones but now doesn’t want to see the old man in the Senate because he reminds Poitier-Obama of his sullied machine past. Besides, Jones doesn’t talk like a U. S. senator: he talks like a sewer inspector which was okay when Poitier-Obama needed him but not now. Besides, Jones is known for stashing his wife and his family in cushy jobs through Chicago contacts which smells—well, like the sewer.

At this point, Blago turns to other recourses for bribes. The financially struggling Tribune Company which owns the Chicago Tribune is run by a real estate billionaire who paid far too much for it, assuming far too much debt. He wants to sell the team’s Wrigley Field to the Illinois Sports Authority, a taxpayer-supported organization which is headed by an ex-Republican governor with the tastes of Suleiman the Magnificent who unsuccessfully defended Ryan, James (Big Jimbo) Thompson (whose blue-chip firm was retained to advise…get this!...Blago on his personal ethics). Aha! Blago sends word that he can be supportive if the Tribune fires the editorial board which has been critical of him and has supported a recall vote against him. No soap.

All the while the feds are listening to these scatological conversations between Blago and others. When Blago starts trying to sell the U.S. Senate seat to the highest bidder, Fitzgerald becomes alarmed. Then he is notified indirectly via Rahm Emanuel from the president-elect’s office that yes indeed Blago is trying to shop the appointment. Deciding to nab Blago before he names a senator and makes money on the deal, Fitzgerald sends FBI agents to Blago’s Chicago house at 6 a.m. Dec. 9, taking the governor into custody—at the same time arresting his top aide…putting both in handcuffs and taking them to the federal building for indictment. Shocked…shocked!...Emil Jones and his compatriot call the legislature into special session to strip Blago’s right to name anyone to the Senate and to substitute for this patronage a special election.

All day long the national media covered this but a remarkable thing happened with the coverage. Very-very few outlets remarked that Blago is a Democrat—in contradistinction to the fact that when his predecessor was indicted and convicted everyone….I mean everyone…heard repeatedly that George Ryan is a Republican.



Good News.

Conservatives and 1st amendment supporters should cheer the news reported last week that Barack Obama outspent John McCain in the campaign—by raising twice as much as the defeated Republican…hitting $745 million total, the largest acquisition of funds for a presidential candidate in U.S. history and all by private means, with no help from federal subsidies which he disdained.

What’s good about it? Simply that it’s almost a dead-certainty that no future presidential candidate of either party will ever accept federal subsidies to their campaigns. Federal matching funds are contained in the provisions of McCain-Feingold, the misnamed “reform” legislation that tries to short-circuit private contributions to politics, a 1st amendment right. The only candidate to reject McCain-Feingold was Obama who ended up wallowing in dough raised solely by private means. Indeed his campaign shows a $30 million surplus after having spent the moon to win in 2008.

The McCain-Feingold law of 2002 says you can accept its provisions on limiting your private funding and receive a wad of federal dough for use after the conventions—or you can choose to go it alone and rely on private resources and get no federal subsidy. As a “reform” candidate, Obama first pledged that he would accept the restrictions applied by McCain-Feingold. But when his fund-raising boomed he took a second look at his phenomenal success and decided, rightly, to break his pledge and go with the straight free-market money-collecting as it used to be in the old days…with no federal subsidy. To cover himself with the voters, his team spun the story that his private money-raising was edifying—relying on small donations and creative use of the Internet, many under $200 apiece and thus was a shining beacon of “reform” itself.

In contrast, as co-author of his mislabeled “reform” act, McCain felt he had no other choice but to chastely accept its limitations that required him to cease all private fundraising after the GOP convention and receive a federal stipend ($84 million) instead. Bad decision. McCain could have easily raised far more than the $84 million. It is a law McCain should never, ever have had anything to do with and which George W. Bush shouldn’t ever, ever, have signed. Why did the law happen? The answer tells much about political machinations and the original McCain-Bush feud that began when both ran against each other in 2000.

Bush beat McCain for the nomination in 2000 in one of the bitterest campaigns in all U.S. history. He not only out-raised McCain in the money department but enraged the old Vietnam warrior by allegedly, in McCain’s view, using dirty politics to do it. Vitriol and dirty tricks were used on both sides by means of “push-polls” where a pretend pollster calls you and conveys a poisonous bit of gossip i.e. “if you knew that so-and-so was a homosexual, would you still vote for him?”

McCain’s anonymous push-pollsters suggested Bush was a slacker in the Vietnam war. But the most graphic thumb-in-the-eye tactics were used against McCain…whether sponsored frontally by Bush has never been proven. They came after McCain won the New Hampshire primary over Bush in an upset on Feb. 1 of that year. The next round would come in South Carolina on the 19th of the month—a heavily pro-military state where McCain was thought to have a decided edge.

Then a series of anonymous “push-polls,” emails, flyers and faxes began that alleged that McCain could well be a “Manchurian candidate,” along the lines of the 1962 film starring Frank Sinatra and Laurence Harvey. It suggested that McCain may have become so brain-washed by his five years of torture in Vietnam captivity that he was unbalanced and would be actually a potential pro-Communist threat if he ever got to the White House. The film had Harvey, an ex-POW psychologically triggered to erupt as a Communist assassin whenever someone showed him a Queen of Diamonds playing card. The push-pollsters asked: Could it be that McCain is so “wired” by his North Vietnam captors? This push-poll flopped. But another actually took hold in culturally conservative South Carolina.

It was that McCain conceived a black child whom he and his second wife, Cindy, subsequently “adopted.” The rumor mill in South Carolina reacted with a jolt. Truth: After having three kids of their own, Cindy McCain, a multi-millionaire heiress, visited a Bangladeshi orphanage run by Mother Teresa. She became captivated by an abandoned 3-month-old girl who needed medical treatment. Cindy brought the baby back to the U. S. and told McCain that they must adopt her. They did (giving her the name Bridget).

The black baby rumor may well have killed off McCain’s chances in South Carolina where, on Feb. 19, Bush beat McCain 53% to 42%. McCain has indeed a famous blowtorch temper and an impulsiveness that often is his worst enemy. He became convinced the rumor was generated by a rumor mill tied to Bush. When some key evangelical Protestant ministers endorsed Bush, McCain lashed out at them which caused major complications for his future political life. And he vowed to get even with Bush. Using his father’s rolodex, Bush had raised far more money than had McCain. Also, Bush’s loss of the popularity vote to Al Gore in 2000 put his future reelection in serious jeopardy. So McCain decided to put Bush in a trick-box for four years hence.



In 2002 with Bush in the White House, McCain introduced with Wisconsin liberal Democrat Russ Feingold the “reform” bill that continued the old dictum of giving presidential candidates the option to limit their own fund-raising by accepting a federal stipend…hoping Bush would veto it. And the bill went much farther than that. In order to get greater liberal support, McCain had to concede much more than he wanted—but he swallowed hard and rammed it through anyhow.

But his bill was overkill. In order to satisfy the radical Feingold, the bill snuffed out issue ads that named a federal candidate by banning any ad by a corporation or non-profit within 30 days of a primary or 60 days of a general election. With it, McCain became the darling of the anti-Bush left and captured the hearts of the Bush-hating “mainstream media” including The New York Times. The Times saw the bill as acting in its own direct interest. It saw that the bill would ban ads from some “reactionary” corporations and some “right-wing” groups like right-to-life which the newspaper believed would “pollute” the political process.



Some conservative groups like right-to-life along with some left-of-center groups were also activated, including the ACLU and some labor unions, which saw it as a threat to their advocacy. All jumped into the fray and were mobilized shrewdly by one of the most cunning strategists in the Senate, Republican Mitch McConnell who…failing to defeat the bill in the Senate…drafted a protest to the U. S. Supreme Court.

After McCain-Feingold passed the Congress, Bush who hated the law, dilly-dallied over whether to sign it or not. McCain sat in the Senate, grinning and folded his arms waiting, believing that Bush would veto it and thereby incur the wrath of the liberal “reform” group which he headed. He bet Bush would veto it—which would bring him great trouble in 2004.

In the White House, Bush knew what McCain was thinking and on the advice of Karl Rove decided to out-fox his old adversary. So he signed the bill he hated, while holding his nose, declaring that while it had some good points, the speech limitation provision could well be unconstitutional. He booted the issue over to the Supreme Court which he prayed would find it unconstitutional. The Supremes didn’t touch it at first but in December, 2006 the high court, in FEC v. Wisconsin Right-to-Life ruled the limitation on issue advertising was, in fact, unconstitutional. But it only invalidated that specific portion, leaving the remainder of the laws intact…including federal subsidies for candidates eschewing private post-convention fundraising. All leading (by poll ratings) candidates for president in 2008 in both parties accepted it including Obama—at first. Initially he made a showpiece of agreeing to accept McCain-Feingold provisions along with John McCain.

However by mid- 2008 Obama had tapped a vein and saw a money spurting money all over the place like the Lucas gusher at Spindletop, Beaumont, Texas in 1901. Obama decided to take the chance, which was the right political decision. In June, he announced he wasn’t going to accept federal subsidies and would continue going full throttle on private fund-raising and topped McCain by a huge avalanche of cash. McCain raged, called this change of heart a scandal, begged his onetime liberal pals in the press to take his side. Guess what? They didn’t. They had found a new liberal hero, the Messiah from Chicago. Since then, McCain has raged in public, in private and in vain. Now it’s exceedingly likely, given Obama’s success at private funding, that every future presidential candidate will try to imitate him and McCain-Feingold will wither from disuse—an excellent occurrence.

It’s important to stress: Obama didn’t win because he outspent McCain. Never in U.S. history going back to 1789 has a party survived being in charge during both unpopular war and recession. Despite Obama’s substantial money edge, McCain was on an average of 5 points ahead until the economic crisis hit. After the mid-September economic meltdown, Obama zoomed ahead of McCain by 5 points and kept the lead all the way.

But the idea that it is purer to accept money limitations and qualify for federal subsidy is ludicrous. As Republicans learned too late.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Personal Aside: Aside from Kass, the Trib is Truly Bankupt,

Having Sacrificed its Old Gutsy Tone for Political Correctness.

The news from Old Lucifer…the dirty-mouthed, tie-less, cloven-hoofed little guy with the fringe hair, reddish beard and the motorcycle…that the “Tribune” is filing for bankruptcy…didn’t surprise me since the “Trib” has been CULTURALLY bankrupt (with the notable Kass exception) long before Sam took over. But when he started, at least the paper had a clean, level, crisp appearance; the editorials were taking on a definiteness we hadn’t seen for decades. The editorial page was on the last page of the first section, where it should be. Oh there were faults—the inanity of Garrison Keillor as an Op Ed contributor for example…but his shrugging lefty predictability was more than compensated for…by Denny Byrne. Molly Ivins had died, giving its intelligence quotient a much-needed lift. Yes, there were still the imponderables as to why a good journalist like Clarence Page had to be ordered to remind us…writing from Washington, D. C.—40 years after Selma (in which he was too young to participate)—of the necessity for whitey to appreciate what it is like to be black: `60s stuff.

Why, to write that high school essay stuff, does he have to be based in Washington? So he can appear whenever there’s a black issue as a guest on McLaughlin (which nobody watches today anyhow)?

But then Page can be good on occasion. Not so Dawn Turner Trice who wants us all to “explore race.” Yes-yes-yes-yes…with a black president and black First Lady, black ex-senate president probably set to be the next U. S. senator, who has the distinctive pedigree of having graduated…literally…from the sewer department to politics (now that I think about it, that was a lateral move)…in the hometown of Jeremiah Wright, Louis Farrakhan, the two Jesse Jacksons, Sandi Jackson, Valerie Jarrett, Todd Stroger, Michael Pfleger (the black wannabe) and Oprah…dear god yes-yes-yes it IS time for us all to explore race! Why haven’t we done it earlier? We don’t hear enough about race, I tell you!

It’s bankrupt because its city hall and political coverage is not nearly as good as the “Sun-Times’”. It’s bankrupt because it utterly cannot face up to having an editorial page cartoonist (the “Sun-Times” has the Pulitzer prize-winning Jack Higgins)...because the “Trib” is so slavishly indeterminate, so relativistic, that it cannot abide someone with a pencil drawing lines that cannot be altered or equivocated. When you draw a cartoon, you are forced to take a stand. Taking a stand except for the most egregiously, fastidiously correct views are not the “Trib’s” style…gee, how courageous of it to sock Stroger’s borrowings on top of tax hikes! How absolutely heedless of possible unpopularity for it to endorse Barack Obama in this his hometown! That REALLY had to emerge after R. Bruce Dold had a visit with his Maker, Sam: or after Sam discussed it with God CEO to CEO.

In the race to the bottom between the gutless “Trib” and soft-pornographic “Sun-Times,” good riddance to them both…and may they emerge at the bottom in a tie.

Monday, December 8, 2008

Personal Aside: Chicago all but Officially Designated Political Capital of the U.S.

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As I told you before, this town is the ideal place from which to report political news. Washington, D. C. seems almost second rung to us. Chicago contains the Obama campaign HQ, ensconced at 233 N. Michigan where it will remain for much of his tenure (they’re getting ready now for the 2010 congressional off-year)…as well as the site of The Little White House…the Hyde Park mansion Obama bought with the advice of now convicted felon Tony Rezko…not to forget the nerve center: City Hall, home of the most powerful one-party government in the world which has outlasted its nearest competitor, the USSR by five years.

We’re the home of Henry Paulson, in a suburb only a few miles away from the Loop (more about him later). Also the original home away from home for secretary of state Hillary Clinton—with many of her closest pol-friends still here (including billionaire J.B. Pritzker)…the carpetbag residence of ex-suburbanite Rahm Emanuel…and the stamping ground of Dickie Durbin the number-two Democrat in the Senate but its number-one hack, who’s available by cell-phone instantaneously to do the Daley bidding. Durbin has just suggested that President Bush pardon the last Republican governor who was convicted for wanton corruption, a dear Daley wish.

I’m always amused at the lachrymose explanations politicians invent when their actions turn unpopular. This is from a popular fax-letter explaining why Dickie wrote the letter to Bush. It’s because Dickie has become kinder, gentler with the death of his daughter, don’t you know…when everybody knows he’s doing it at the command of Richard M. Daley. And don’t think a full pardon is out of consideration from Bush… as there has always been a strange bit of romance between Bush and the mayor: they find time to dine together in huddled conversation where they destroy grammatical syntax together whenever the president is in town.

Also for diverse entertainment, this is the hometown of an Illinois governor who’s awaiting indictment; Rev. Jesse Jackson, Sr. and his congressman son, Jesse Jr. who hopes to be named to Obama’s seat; of Minister Louis Farakkhan, Rev. Jeremiah Wright and Fr. Michael Pfleger (who runs Democratic rallies each Sunday inter-sprinkled with Mass rubrics, gleefully dispensing the sacrament to one and all whether they’re Catholic or not and who as a special favor ignores pastoral term limits which must be followed by everyone else).

We’re home to the team of Billy Ayres and Bernardine Dohrn who prove that the terrorist man and wife who plots treason together unrepentantly, stays together. When TV invaded his front law, Billy told them to “get off my property”—strange language for one who espouses the Marxist ideology that all private property is theft.



And, oh yes, the home of Patrick Fitzgerald, the arrow-straight U. S attorney who is plotting to put the current Democratic governor and some of Daley’s friends in jail.

Here the Catholic pro-abort Daley runs his bulldozers clearing the way for ever increased buildup of city-state-federal power. He’s using Barack Obama as a wedge to get the Olympics of 2016 here, enabling the jobs and contracts for massive building projects to be let…building stadiums, parks, coliseums and fabulous accommodations at a public-private cost that may rival Chicagoan Hank Paulson’s bailouts.



Here Daley’s kid brother, pro-abort Catholic John, the chair of the powerful Cook county finance committee which virtually runs a government larger than 29 states and bigger than six of the smallest states combined; a number two kid brother, pro-abort Catholic Bill who’s seriously thinking of running for governor of Illinois; control of the most influential zoning law office in the state, run by yet another pro-abort Catholic littlest brother, Michael.

Political Astro-Turfing.

This plus the command post for the most successful political imagery and lobbying firm in the country run by Obama guru David Axelrod-- which itself is on the lip of gaining unrivaled power for a private advocacy enterprise. A company that specializes in political astro-turfing.

What is political astro-turfing, you may ask? ASK is the right term. Astroturf is the name given to communications firms like David’s whose name is ASK [for Axelrod-Sedley-Kupper] which conditions the public not just in campaigns but for huge, taxpayer-funded capital projects—by taking polls, forming front groups, making TV commercials and spreading the good word without being burdened by a lobbyist’s registry. I.e. doing everything a lobbyist does to achieve the desired effect but--. Thus keeping Obama’s skirts clean from having to say he is working with lobbyists. Astro-turfing is far more lucrative than plain old lobbying.



The Blessing of Broken Promises.

Thank God for a president who breaks many of his liberal campaign promises. The way Obama campaigned, everyone…including the Left…thought he’d fill his national security posts with pointy-headed denizens from the Harvard faculty lounge as FDR did—but evidently he’s decided not to…yet. Assuredly the bad stuff will happen…pro-abortion measures, pro-abort judges et al… if and when the economic crisis is over but for now his most fervent supporters…The New York Times, magazines like The Nation and blogs like The Daily Kos.com, MoveOn.org and The Huffington Post…are gnawing their clenched fists in exasperation.

Instead he has named mostly very reasonable people particularly on foreign policy and national security —and for a good reason. He is convinced since he’s facing what could be the greatest economic crisis in the country’s history he doesn’t need to be bothered with pesky foreign policy-defense issues. Forgotten is his promise to “free up “tens of billions” in “wasteful spending” from the Pentagon. Cutting defense is always the most bitterly contested steps in the federal government—so he has resolved not to let anything detract from his test with the economy first and foremost.

So rather than touting lefty language like “begin pulling out of Iraq immediately”…he renamed Bush’s Secretary of Defense Robert Gates. What it means is he has given an all-but-official blessing to the “surge” in Iraq, if not everything Gates has stood for. Gates was an opponent of the surge as member of the Iraq Study Group sponsored by the Baker-Hamilton commission, primarily because of the clunker the occasion became in its early days. Bush named him defense secretary only on condition that he would support the surge the president insisted on. Lucky thing for him Gates did agree: he is now lauded as one of the more astute defense secretaries in history for the surge which Bush endorsed seemingly alone, following one of the most condemned defense chiefs, Donald Rumsfeld, also from here who botched the early occupation phase.



Gates made good on his own in the job by picking Gen. David Petraeus who now commands all U.S. forces in the Mideast. Yes, Obama’s decision to keep Gates is extraordinarily good and it must be assumed that the president-elect gave Gates some leeway about carrying out the same policies without having to repudiate them. The president-elect’s selection of former Marine commandant Gen. James Jones as national security adviser is even more of a stunner. This means the two central posts on national defense will be run by two superbly equipped men.

About Hillary Clinton at State I am ambivalent. But call her what you will (and Obama has) she is a patriot. Yet I feel my old suburban neighbor must have taken leave of her senses to even want the job, given that she places her future in the hands of an enemy who can terminate it any time he wishes. He can snap his fingers at any time and poof! she’s gone. Remaining in the Senate, she could--if things turn sour for Obama--run for president in the future. Now she’s going to be tied to the Obama record.



She evidently wants to disprove Obama’s worst remark about her, that her experience in foreign policy has been derived mainly by hosting teas for ambassadors’ wives. Well, Hillary won’t have to invent any more tales about how she ran through Bosnian sniper fire and negotiated northern Ireland peace. She might have some real foreign policy accomplishments to point to.

One Good Old Face on the Economy.

I’ve never been red-hot for Bush’s economic team in the past--nor am I entirely about Obama’s bunch…although the stock market liked them. The best thing that happened to the economy thus far came in an initial leak from Bill Daley, of all people, saying that the new team is seriously considering postponing any tax hikes until 2011: that means no tax hike on dividends or on capital gains.



Start with the best of Obama’s economic appointments. Paul Volcker who will chair a new independent panel advising on the financial markets and the economy. Brobdingnagian is the name for him—the gigantic people in “Gulliver’s Travels.” One needn’t be agog at the stature of this 6-foot-8-inch intellectual giant literally and figuratively to appreciate his role in economic history. Twenty-five years ago when he took over the Fed inflation was roaring out of control, consumer prices were rocketing at 13% annually and the dollar was torpedoing. He had the guts—also the strong backing of President Ronald Reagan—to push interest rates to 21.5% which wrung inflation out of the economy, giving us a recession in 1981-82, yes-- which, was tough medicine but a needed corrective until the Reagan tax cuts kicked in… that stabilized the dollar, leading to 20 years of sturdy economic growth. With that record and his mind as sharp as ever, Volcker should have made treasury secretary, 82 years old or not.

The Obama treasury pick, Tim Geithner chairman of the New York Fed, makes me queasy because the word is that because he’s a member of the troika that agrees unanimously on economic policy in the Bush administration, he shares…in my estimation…in a record that has not exactly stunned the world with its effectiveness. Yes, that’s right: the story is that no step on the rescue efforts has been taken until Hank Paulson, Ben Bernanke and Geithner—all three---agree. Well, that doesn’t exactly shore up confidence in Tim Geithner. He’s been the wagging tail on the dog: the dog being Paulson. A former Wall Street deal-maker, Paulson’s used to short-term, snap decisions and reverses them just as quickly and runs treasury the same way: first he said injecting capital into financial institutions was not the right approach. Then a few weeks later he did a total about face, saying it is. The cost he pulled out of his hip pocket initially, $700 billion, has zoomed to trillions, the mortgage industry rescue now ballooning to banks, insurance companies, credit card companies, maybe auto makers.



Last week Paulson said that since he already spent most of his $350 billion, he’d leave the remainder for his successor: telegraphing he’s through. Stocks plummeted. Then he reconsidered and the Dow rose 500 points the first hour. Tell me what’s so great about this troika—one step forward and two steps back? In contrast, Volcker saw right from the start in mid-September the need to create a government-backed mechanism to buy back toxic assets to liquefy banks so they can keep the credit blood-stream flowing. Period.

Larry Summers who will be National Economic Council director is far better than anyone Bush has had at treasury. He was pro-deregulation as Bill Clinton’s treasury secretary as well as an architect of Gramm-Leach-Bliley and tried in vain to reform the Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac crowd—only to be blocked by Clinton himself: not Summers’ fault. The only reason Summers is not back at treasury is flak expected to come from Barbara Boxer from the absurd charges made against him by unreasonable and pampered feminist professors at Harvard…a ridiculous reason for disqualification.



The new OMB budget chief…the one who stood out from all the other appointees with the incredibly awful toupee that sits atop his head like a stocking cap, Peter Orszag…is better than anyone Bush had in his place except Mitch Daniels. Christine Romer to head the Council of Economic Advisers is superb. She may even be a supply-sider, having written recently that “tax cuts have very large and persistent positive influence output effects.” We can hope, anyhow.

But there is a cloud overhanging the feeble sunburst: the “stimulus package,” a harbinger of an extended Depression ala FDR—large hikes in infrastructure spending and other government programs “to generate 2.5 million jobs,” public ones pushed by federal spending. Repairing bridges and highways is fine but effective job creation can only come from the private sector. Ahead looms the union membership “card check” to destroy the secret ballot which would tilt more power to organized labor and its wage demands plus benefits businesses can’t afford. Not a word about reducing marginal tax rates, the real cure for joblessness. We’re as likely to get that as offshore drilling from this crowd—nada.



But there’s one bright. spot: Obama on 60 Minutes echoed one-time Chicagoan Amy Shlaes whose book debunking FDR I cited last week. “Keep in mind,” he said, “that 1933, the unemployment rate was 25% inching up to 30.” But at the same time his team is planning an infrastructure campaign ala the old CCC like the New Deal’s, heedless that it took our entrance into WWII to get people back to work. Depressing.

Now we get to the real bad stuff…

Daschle at HHS

Obama has already moved to put the greatest health care system in the world in statist irons by the appointment of pro-abort Catholic Tom Daschle as secretary of Health and Human Services. A horrible appointment but the one promise Obama has kept. Daschle, former senate majority leader, has written a book “Critical: What We Can Do About the Health Care Crisis.” In it he advocates a federal board to set standards for health care delivery similar to the Federal Reserve (remember how omniscient this Fed has been recently on the economy?). He says, “The Federal Health Board wouldn’t be a regulatory agency but its recommendations would have teeth because all federal health programs would have to abide by them” Then as columnist Tony Blankley points out, in 19 words Daschle sketches the possibility of ending private health care in this country: “Congress could opt to go further with the Board’s recommendations. It could, for example, link the tax exclusion for health insurance to insurance that complies with the Board’s recommendation.”

Obviously this would end all private health insurance if denied the tax exclusion and would set a policy where every drug company, hospital, physician and health insurance company would have to knuckle under to the federal government. Think of Canada where you could wait 2 weeks to get government clearance for an operation.

Pro-Abort and Anti-Free Speech

The other bad things in Obama’s social policies include passage of a so-called Freedom of Choice Act that would nullify all restrictions passed earlier on abortion from the Hyde amendment to statutes enacted by various legislatures. No one I have talked to who has contact with the Obama-nation believes this is coming soon because of its fierce controversy that would detract from the overall job of trying to rescue the economy. Another is the clamping down of the misnamed “Fairness Doctrine” which will silence radio star Rush Limbaugh and—horrors, me on ABC radio here-- either by regulatory fiat of the FCC or bill passage by Congress. If it comes, it will likely be via the FCC but the same people I talk to insist that it is way off in the distance for the same reason: distraction and fiery controversy.

If he had 60 Senate votes to break a filibuster, probably Obama would be emboldened to try these measures—but he has fallen short by one, the newly reelected Republican in Georgia. To this may be added Norm Coleman in Minnesota. For now, oremus, let us pray this happens.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Personal Aside: About Yesterday’s Post—I Meant It!

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Yesterday I made a modest suggestion…principally to the “Sun-Times”…that maybe—just maybe—the reason that tabloid is fading so fast is that it is so resolutely left-wing. Assuredly Michael Cooke, the boss-man of the paper, believes that rigid leftism is the course he must pursue to stabilize his hemorrhaging product…but he might at least consider the fact that neither the “Sun-Times” nor the “Tribune” give conservative readers what they want…and that is the reason for its precipitous decline. Yesterday, I compared the newspaper to the entertainment industry where, strange to say, moguls have determined not to follow the market—so imbued are they with the Left.

Also yesterday I gave some suggestions as to people Michael Cooke might release for greater opportunities elsewhere—while keeping Sneed and Huntley and the excellent reportorial staff. That means getting rid of Steinberg, Brown, Falsani, Jackson, Greeley—all who run on the same narrow ideological track. Thanksgiving Day’s issue was a case in point. We were told that we should be thankful…but it was never suggested thankful to Whom. God and Judeo-Christian verities, are blotted out in the “Sun-Times.” I am not suggesting turning this newspaper into a homiletic or pastoral review but the absence of any meaningful suggestion of purpose in life is part of the “Sun-Times” problem. When the subject of God is ignored, humans devise substitutes for spiritual absolutes they have neglected: this is a large part responsible for the newspaper becoming a one-party partisan tract.

Now I’m going to make some further unasked-for suggestions. Move Carol Marin from the political column she writes to fill the shoes of the retired undisputed master of his trade, media columnist Rob Feder. No one knows the media better than Marin. She surely has the same, perhaps superior, insights on the media as Feder. While politics is not her calling, electronic media reporting essentially should be.

Shaping a newspaper that is center-right would insist that some new columnists be added—for which in suggestions I have two. The national and local political beat has been served extraordinarily well by Lynn Sweet. But her abiding interest is in the Democratic party and in liberalism generally. She should be balanced by a local Republican. One might be Chris Robling, already a commentator on Fox-Chicago who had an extensive first-hand knowledge of strategizing for and serving the Republican party…who have pledge not to intermingle his news coverage with his client list: either that or become a full-time columnist. Another could be Joe Morris, a lawyer, a former high ranking official with the Justice department under Ronald Reagan who has excellent credentials.

I have no confidence that these ideas will be heard much less acted upon…but such as the audacity of hope (where have I heard that phrase before?) that I have to write this.

Monday, December 1, 2008

Personal Asides: To Steve…A Modest Proposal that May Save the “Sun-Times.” Who Knows? Both City Newspapers.

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Steve…

A very personal aside to Steve, the creator of the excellent Common Cents blog: Sure, link my website up. You know how to do it? I don’t as I’m still a novice at this stuff.

A Modest Proposal.

For decades now, the culture sage Michael Medved has been sharing with us certain bitter truths about Hollywood…and one of them, surprisingly, is this: a host of examples show tinsel-town that America wants wholesome entertainment…not saccharine stuff but entertainment that can give them a particle of hope. But Hollywood steadfastly refuses to package these shows…not because they would be economic failures…but because the film colony itself is so damnably cross-eyed that it is unable to see straight because it concentrates on a prism of abhorrent scripts…hate America scripts, if you please…gruesome, sadistic dark films of perversion and hatred...which generally either fail at the box-office or are keen disappointments to their investors.

I have just read an interview with Joe Eszterhas, a gifted screenwriter who has turned away from this Hollywood aura and wants to make wholesome, ethically redemptive films—not candy-coated ones. He thinks…in fact KNOWS…there is money to be made here: he cites “Rocky” “The Passion of the Christ” and “Narnia.” Don’t get me wrong, Joe Eszterhas has spent a long time getting here and has made some turkeys in his earlier incarnation—which included editorship of “Rolling Stone” and a stint as Hollywood’s top paid screenwriter who ground out scripts filled with sex and violence. He says exactly what Medved has said: the Hollywood community is so screwed up it is passing up prospects of hugely successful enterprises because it is so inured with…well…sin. Consequently he says the town is consumed with remakes of “Batman.” He sees great film possibilities in the works of Thomas Merton and Graham Green.

If Eszterhas is right, the errant philosophy of Hollywood is responsible…the perverted idea that objective truth is not discoverable. Well, last night before my radio show I attended Mass at Old St. Patrick’s and witnessed the christening of Jay Doherty’s third child, Ignatius James (named after the late Father Mac, Ignatius McDermott). There and later at a reception for the family at Gibson’s I saw Michael Cooke, the editor of the “Sun-Times” whom I have assailed from time to time here. I don’t regret assailing any journalist, by the way, since that trade…having belonged to it myself…is replete with injurious remarks. In fact they OUGHT to be on the receiving end. In the past there was a publication called “The Chicago Journalism Review” which dished out criticism. It doesn’t exist and hasn’t for many years. So all by myself I try to make up for it.

But I digress. I was looking at Michael from across the room` (we conscientiously try to avoid each other and somehow yesterday didn’t quite make it). He’s one whom I fancy is a pretty nice guy despite everything. Standing there studying Cooke, I applied Eszterhas’ theory to the “Sun-Times.” Both city newspapers have resolved to save their skins by appealing to very base values—the “Sun-Times” more than the “Trib.” Suppose, I thought, Cooke would undertake an entirely new tack…a last-gasp effort to save his newspaper. What would he do? He would resolve to clean it up. He has some remarkably prescient journalists--outstanding daily reporters like Fran Spielman and Abdon Pallasch. (Believe it or not I have never met Fran Spielman…never in my life…but I deeply admire her City Hall coverage and her punchy style).

Okay, what would Michael do? He would get rid of most of the snarky, grubby columnists…aside from Sneed and Huntley…one by one and slowly replace them with conservative ones—or at the very least, center-right ones. That means Mark Brown who writes poorly anyhow and has no insights to offer except lefty visceral ones. It most certainly means getting rid of Neil Steinberg who tirelessly reminds everyone he is a Jew and who insults center-right ideas and the Catholic church on a fairly regular basis. Then dump Mary Mitchell who has a sharp axe to hone against whitey.

Roeper who is pretty long in the tooth to keep playing the swinging bachelor. Jesse Jackson, of course, who is an ancient old-line black hangover representing contrition by the paper for having exposed some of his extortive machinations…who has utterly nothing to offer but lefty boilerplate. Andy Greeley decidedly. I’m glad Andy is on the mend but really his pathetic masquerade in clerical garb that scantily covers his abject Democratic partisanship is ridiculous: he is a lifelong exemplar of frustrated ambition to be a bishop so he’s taking it out on the church…the funny thing is that he would probably have been a very orthodox one. He was on that track with the man called “the Dutchman,” Cardinal Albert Meyer but Cody came in and scotched it. Greeley got even with Cody in a grisly way: having scouted up supposed rumor he contributed greatly to the old man dropping dead which is on Andy’s conscience …correction: SHOULD BE. Not having made bishop he has vowed to stick it to the church. As he does regularly.

First to go would be Falsani—to be replaced by one who has the semblance of a theological education to replace a school-girl with a God-squad mentality. I’ll stop here.

See, if Michael would do that as a final shot…it just may be that he saves what is now a rag. No, I don’t want to come back as an Op Ed. I have the distinction of having been fired twice by both papers and rehired…then fired finally by the “Sun-Times.” Now as an octogenarian, husband, father of four adults, grandfather of 13, I’m having enough fun to last me to my final days with this website, WLS and “The Observer,” chairman of the City Club and of Catholic Citizens of Illinois.

What would I do to replace these discards? I’d take Spielman out of city hall and give her a column which she should have made aeons ago. Mary Mitchell would be replaced by one who is not filled with rage…a black who would concentrate on reporting from the fecundity of black churches and black business and black ideas without saying I-I-I. Brown would not be missed so nobody should even try to fill his shoes. Replacing Roeper would be a super-straight, Christian youngish businessman type: how’s that? Greeley should be supplanted by Fr. Bob Barron, smarter than hackish ol’ Andy will ever be.

Oh yes, get rid of the sluttish column dealing with sex. You know who I mean. I cannot bear to publish her name. There: that’s for a start.

I’ll bet that with that jolt, Michael will be surprised…stunned…to see a pickup…much like hospital attendants supply when they place the clappers on one whose heart has flagged.